Mommy and Daddy.

"Where are Charlotte and Bella?" James asked his mother as he stepped back into the house.

"They're in the garden painting." She replied, though her eyes and expression were still filled with worry.

"Bella too?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

His mother chuckled softly. "She said that if you like painting and women who paint, then she's going to become a painter."

James exhaled, shaking his head with a slight smirk. "Well, I'll be in the office if anyone needs anything." He grabbed an apple from the counter and headed straight to his private office.

When he bought this house for his family, his priorities were clear.

First, security and privacy. A two-meter-high brick wall surrounded the property, reinforced by a dense hedge wall to ensure complete privacy. 

Second, a spacious kitchen for his mother and areas for relaxation.

Everything else was just part of the deal, including the office.